A/N : Hey! Another chapter !
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I don't know if Jackson has any domestic animals, but I wanted this chapter to be very sweet and fluffy, so I thought I'd add a little kitten.
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Disclaimer : I do not own Teen Wolf or its characters

Warning: slash !

After Isaac had told everything to the police, his father finally got his well-deserved punishment. He went to prison, where he belonged, and got psychological help.

The court had agreed that Jackson's parents got the custody of Isaac.

Isaac had stayed with them for about two weeks now and everything was going great.
He even got his own bed to sleep in.

|B|

It was late in the afternoon.

Jackson and Isaac were both studying in their room, when suddenly there was a soft and gentle knock on the door.

"Boys?" Janelle asked. "Can I come in?"

Jackson sighed, put his schoolbooks aside and opened the door. Janelle smiled at her son.

"Enough studying for today. Your dad and I are going to grandma in a few minutes. Is everything ready for tonight?"

Jackson exaggeratedly cleared his throat. "Yes mom. Have a great time!" he said, trying to hush her out of the room.

Janelle laughed, understanding what her son was trying to do. "Alright alright, I'm leaving!" she chuckled and turned around to leave.

She paused in the doorway. "Oh, and Isaac?" she called, looking over to the boy.

Isaac smiled up at her. "Yes?"

"Merry Christmas," she said warmly.

Isaac sent her the brightest smile he could manage and she left the room.

Jackson closed the door after her. When he looked at Isaac, he saw the boy was frowning and had a non-comprehending expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Jackson asked, while plopping down next to him on the bed, careful not to sit on any of Isaac's schoolbooks.

"It's nothing.." Isaac said with a shrug, focusing his attention on gathering his papers.

Jackson chuckled. "Come on. You can tell me," he said reassuringly.

He wanted Isaac to really trust him, even though he understood it was not going to be easy.

"It's not even important…" was Isaac's answer.

– "I don't care."

Isaac sighed. "I was just wondering…" he mumbled, looking up at Jackson, "What did your mom mean with: Is everything ready for tonight?"

Jackson grinned. "Well.. I was going to keep it a secret, but I guess I can tell you now…"

Isaac shifted on the bed, growing curious.

"We're going to celebrate Christmas tonight," Jackson said. "All of it. We're gonna decorate a tree, we're gonna eat loads of food and best of all: we're gonna unpack presents!"

Isaac's eyes widened. "W-what?"

"Just the two of us. I want this to be the best Christmas you ever had."

Isaac couldn't believe it. Was this even Jackson?

He had shown he could be nice and he changed a lot, but this? This was just too much.

"You don't like it? 'Cause you don't seem really happy about it?" Jackson suddenly asked.

Isaac shook his head. "N-no! I'm just surprised, that's all… This is really nice of you, Jackson…" he said softly.

"Good." Jackson stated with another grin. "Well, you wanna decorate the tree?"

Isaac nodded.

|B|

After half an hour, the tree was almost completely decorated. Only the garlands were still missing.

Isaac hadn't stopped smiling for a second and Jackson was glad he could make him happy.

Suddenly, he got an idea.

He grabbed a big, blue garland out of the box, but he wasn't going to hang it in the tree.

Instead, he snuck up behind Isaac and twirled the garland around his head.

"That really suits you, Isaac!" he joked.

Isaac grinned, picked up the box, took out some garlands and threw them to Jackson.

They wrestled and played for a while, then they both fell on the floor laughing.

Isaac still had that stunning and dazzling smile of his on his face.

Suddenly they heard a loud , squeaky meow.

Isaac looked beside him and noticed a small, white kitten with big, blue eyes staring up at him.

"Hey, little one," he said and patted the small creature on its head. "I didn't know you had a kitten?" he asked Jackson.

Jackson shook his head. "She's not ours. Actually, we do not know where she's from. Sometimes she just comes here. Probably for food. "

Isaac grinned. "She's cute. Does she have a name?" he asked while he lifted the meowing kitten on his lap.

"No. Usually we call her Kitten. But if you want you can give her a name," replied Jackson.

Isaac smiled and thought for a moment. "Hmm… I think I know a name!" he exclaimed, which made Kitten look up at him in surprise and she let out an irritated meow.

"What?" Jackson asked.

"Jacky!" Isaac replied happily.

Jackson raised an eyebrow. "Jacky?" he asked mockingly.

Isaac nodded.

– "But it's a girl…"

Isaac shrugged. "So? I think it's perfect. Isn't it, Jacky?" he asked in a squeaky voice and the kitten – excuse me, Jacky – meowed loudly.

Jackson smiled.

"You know what, I'll get us some food, so we can eat while we unpack the presents?" he said and stood up to get the food.

When he came back a moment later, with a plate filled with delicious food in his hands, Isaac was still playing with Jacky.

|B|

They began to eat. "Mmm .. Jackson. This is delicious!" mumbled Isaac, his mouth filled with food and eyes closed in pleasure.

Jackson was satisfied that Isaac was enjoying it so much and smiled.

Jacky meowed a lot and loudly, asking for a piece.

"Time to open the presents!" Jackson said and he pulled a pack out of the closet.

"Here," he said, "For you."

Isaac accepted the gift with big eyes. "But ... I got nothing for you?"

Jackson shrugged. "That's okay, you weren't supposed to," he said, "Come on, open it!"

Isaac slowly opened the package with a big smile. He couldn't care less what was in it, the fact that he got a present made him the happiest person alive.

He quickly tore the wrapping paper to shreds.

When he saw what it was, his breath caught in his throat.

It was a framed picture. A picture of himself, with his mom and brother.

His father wasn't in the picture, because it was him who took it in the first place.

"I um… I found it at your house," Jackson said quietly.

Isaac looked at him. "Thank you," he smiled. He felt the urge to hug Jackson. But he didn't. It would probably make the other feel uncomfortable.

|B|

It was late. Outside it was dark and cold, but inside, it was cosy and warm.

The boys were sitting next to each other, next to the Christmas tree, watching TV.

Isaac was petting Jacky absently as he yawned.

"You tired?" Jackson asked softly, who was actually quite tired himself.

Isaac gave him a small nod. "Yeah, a little."

Isaac slowly closed his eyes. He was so tired. If he wanted to, he could probably fall asleep on the floor.

This had been the perfect evening. Never before had he experienced such happiness. The delicious food, the amazing present… Everything had been perfect.

It was quiet. Isaac vaguely wondered if Jackson had fallen asleep.

But then, he felt a small breath of wind ghost over his face.

Before he could open his eyes, something soft and slightly moist was carefully pressed against his forehead.

It lasted only for a couple of seconds, but it seemed much longer.

When Isaac's eyes fluttered open, Jackson's face was right above him, smiling slightly.

Isaac could only stare at him, with eyes wide in surprise and a weird, but good feeling in his stomach.

"Merry Christmas, Isaac," Jackson whispered.

A/N : Did you like it? Review please! And feel free to correct my mistakes.

And of course, a Merry Christmas and a Happy New year to y'all! :D

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